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Are you okay?

- Fuck you. - What?

Bloody cunt!

You're too sensitive, too impulsive.

Pinch the little bastards instead.

- That's not why I'm teaching. - It's part of it. Cigarette?

Don't tempt me, I've quit.

- The principal wants me. - It's the new vacancy.

- Or dismissal. - Why?

- Is Allan teaching gym? - Tell me when he's not?

At least he has an interest.

I'm much more interesting.

- Good luck. - Thanks.

Principal.

Are you firing me? Fuck you!

Allan?

Oh, oh, oh...

- Oh! - Oh, my god!

- Oh, my god! - No!

- Oops! Oh, god! - No...

Julie... This is not what it seems!

Julie!

Wait!

- Hurray! Well done! - Julie?

Julie!

One more.

- Haven't you had enough? - Looking out for me, eh?

We like that.

Would you like...

Would you like to take a trip to Paris with me?

Aren't you working tomorrow?

- I bloody well got fired. - Who by?

- By whom?

By everybody.

We could just go to my place.

I don't think I'd be allowed.

Surely your boss can't decide that.

It's more because he's my lover too.

That's it, then. Cheers.

That'll be 38 kroner.

You're a hard man, eh?

Can't you get another job? - I could get millions of jobs

- Millions? - I'll tell you...

the world is crying out for young, super attractive,

new teachers like me.

Choose a job for me.

- I can't do that. - Yes, you can.

No.

Well... in that case we'll let fate decide.

Let it be... And there was light.

- Are you sure? - Is it in Jutland?

No...

The pupils must be behind.

What?

The pupils must be behind. Are you from Denmark?

Yes.

Tivoli and Legoland and...

They didn't replace Henriksen after he died.

Not till now.

- Was he old? - No, not especially.

- How did he die? - He hung himself.

Well, that solution has occurred to me.

There.

Hey!

- Welcome. - Julie Stockman.

Roald Hansøy, school board chairman.

- Ready? - Yes.

I'll take this one.

- Is it okay? - What?

- Is it okay? - Sure.

Why were the bells ringing?

It's our organist, Lars. He's not quite right...

- Want the bags upstairs? - I'll do that.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Thanks.

Ow!

I knocked downstairs, but...

Yes?

- You left this on the wharf. - Okay, thanks.

I'll be off, then.

- What did you say? - I'll be off.

Okay.

- Mostly boys, I see. - What?

A boys class.

What are you laughing at? You like that, don't you?

Yeah...

- Do you understand me? - Yes.

Most of it. That's good.

I saw two more names on the class list.

Helga and...

- Gunn. Is that a girl's name? - Yes.

Did they move to the mainland?

- Yes, Karl? - They are dead.

They are dead? How did that happen?

Was it an accident or...

- Suicide. - What?

They jumped from the cliffs and drowned.

Erhm...

- This is Solveig. - Hi, Solveig.

My name is Julie. Sit down.

Solveig...

Henriksen?

Okay.

Is it with an 'i' or...

Hey! Wait!

What happened?

You scared me.

- Hi. - Hi.

Oops.

Where's the beer, please?

We don't sell beer here.

I see. Well, yeah...

- Thanks. Bye. - Have a nice day.

Where does Solveig Henriksen live?

Pardon?

- Where does Solveig Henriksen live? - Solveig?

Hello, I'm Julie Stockman, the new teacher.

- I know who you are. - Okay.

- Are you Solveig's Mum? - No.

- May I come in? - No.

I'd like to see Solveig's dad.

Solveig's dad is dead, he was the one who hung himself.

Oh, okay. I'm sorry, I didn't know.

- And you are her... - Aunt.

Listen...

Will Solveig be at school tomorrow?

- I'll talk to her. - Thanks.

Bye, then.

Open the door, Solveig. Let me in.

Solveig! Open the door.

Kitty!

Where on earth did you come from?

Eh?

Hello...

All alone in the world, eh?

Hungry? I've got some milk.

Love thy neighbour as thyself. It's written here.

Love your neighbour as yourself.

We've got a new teacher.

She's not quite like us.

She's from somewhere else, another culture.

She doesn't behave like us. But it is our Christian duty...

to make her feel welcome so she can learn from us...

and we can learn from her.

Let me play.

Let me play...

with the ball.

Catch it...

if you can.

Well...

What are you so interested in? No, that's my food.

This is your food. Here...

Sooo...

Pluck...

Intrusive...

Get out! Out with you. Go home, all of you.

Solveig?

Tiger.

I thought he was dead.

Do you want to take him home?

What if I take care of him and you can visit us?

May I see?

You're good at drawing.

Is that the school?

When did you do this?

Is this your dad?

He looks nice.

It was my fault.

My fault.

You mustn't think like that. Eh?

Yes, but he was so kind.

My father is also dead.

My...

My parents died in a car crash when I was 12.

Afterwards... I just wanted to die too.

You know...

I couldn't imagine things would ever get better.

But they did. Understand?

They always do.

You have so much to look forward to.

What then?

Friends... and boyfriends.

- Do you remember your mum? - Yes.

My mother ran off when I was three.

Everyone I love disappears.

I won't dissappear, Solveig.

Would you like a whisky?

Would you like a cup of tea?

Do you have a cup?

A cup...

I thought we might get to know each other better.

I thought we might get to know each other better

Of course.

Here you are.

It's really good.

- People are happy you're here. - Really?

Some women are coming over tonight.

We meet on Wednesdays. Do you want to come?

A woman's group? Like...

- Women's liberation or... - No, the choir.

- In the church. - A church choir? No...

No need to be religious to be welcome.

I'd be so happy to see you. Not only me.

It's really... Many thanks.

Sometimes we women need to talk to eachot her alone.

Is it not?

- Hi. - Hi.

- I've been thinking of you. - Of me?

- How did it go in school? - It went well.

- And what about Solveig? - It went well.

Did you get yourself a cat?

Yes, it sort of suddenly appeared...

like an orphan.

Hi kitty...

Know him?

He seems to know you.

Like to see the island?

I'm not sure I'm up to it.

Okay.

Why did you hire a Danish teacher?

Most Norwegian teachers prefer to work in town.

So I got the idea to advertise in Denmark.

Did many Danes apply?

Yes.

No.

Well, okay...

It's the quality that counts.

Maybe it's God's will.

Honestly, God isn't all that bloody interested in me.

Yes, he is.

Do you ever doubt that what you do is right?

No.

Let's assume...

you're a vicar all your life.

Then you die.

And you find out that...

Damn it! There is no God after all.

- What are those glasses hiding? - Meaning?

Has someone let you down?

Faith in God...

is to believe that love exists.

That there's a meaning.

I couldn't cope otherwise.

For me, this is a religious moment.

You and me, here and now.

Do you understand what I mean?

Yes.

It was good it was you who came.

What are you hiding behind those sunglasses?

Quite a lot, actually. Ready?

Watch it!

- Do you like children? - Very much. And you?

Of course. Do you wan t your own?

- I don't s'gu know. - I do s'gu.

- You do s'gu? - Yes.

- Don't say that in church. - Why not?

- S'gu? - Yes.

Because it's a swear word. Didn't you know?

I thought it was a common Danish expression.

- No, it comes from 'by God'. - Really?

You'll pay with ten Hail Marys.

Then I won't say it, s'gu.

Thank you for the cat.

Bye for now.

- Heisann. - That's Swedish.

Okay...

Before it was Czechoslovakia, now it's two countries.

The Czech Republic and Slovakia.

Take a colored pen and do the same as I did.

Come on.

- We mustn't draw in the books. - I know, Ida.

But when the world changes the maps must change too.

There.

Well done.

Wow!

- I'm sorry. - It suits you.

- I didn't mean to... - Get your gear off.

Well, look at this.

It's very pretty. Really beautiful.

Sit down.

Well?

- Ready to become a real spunk? - What?

Look up.

Pucker up.

Do like this.

Yes you can.

How beautiful.

This is a great song. Come...

Yes, you can do it.

Well, yeah...

You'll have to give up smoking.

Don't start too. You naughty child.

It's hard to be a Dane in Norway.

Gunn and Helga?

Did you know them well?

They were my best friends.

Why did they commit suicide?

It wasn't suicide.

What?

- Wait! What's the problem? - Let go!

Wait!

- Good God. - Who sent you?

- What do you mean? - Who has sent you?

T hose girls were murdered and Solveig knows who did it.

Yes.

You're right, of course.

What?

People won't talk about it.

Won't talk about a murderer running around loose?

No longer.

You see, Henriksen...

He got too fond of those two girls.

It came out after his death.

That's the dark secret of the island.

I've tried to confront it, to clear the air.

The whole place needs it: Forgiveness...

I'm glad you're looking after Solveig.

She seems so...

So scared.

As if it's not over yet.

We'll get through this with God's help.

And with yours.

We're closed.

Oh, it's you.

- What do you want today? - Aren't you closed?

- But now you're here... - Thanks.

Have you got any paint? And some cat food?

Thanks.

No!

Enough.

Hello.

Hi.

Everything okay?

- You didn't hear me knock? - Come in.

- Come in. - Okay.

- Tadaa! - Yes...

I wanted to ask you about something.

Do you want to join our choir?

The choir...

The church choir?

Are you sure you're not totally tone deaf?

People could get to know you and you'd get to know them.

It's not really my style.

What a shame.

You'll regret it when you hear how good we've become.

- Roald... - Yes?

Don't you ever want to do something...

you might regret?

- Want to? - Yes.

No.

- Are you quite sure? - I have to leave.

You pervert!

Have mercy.

- Have mercy. - Do you want to say something?

- Please. - What?

What? Eh?

Go home.

Julie!

Like this?

- Dead? - Almost.

- What do you mean, Ida? - She's in hospital.

She fell in the sea but Lars found her.

Her face was blue.

If she dies, may we go to the funeral?

- What can I do for you? - When is the next ferry?

Tonight.

It's awful. I must get to the mainland.

- Solveig... - Yes.

- Any other boats? - They are all out fishing.

Shouldn't you be at school?

- The boat... - Move!

The boat...

- Are you crazy? Get lost. - The boat...

Dr Bang can see you now.

- You wanted to see me? - Will Solveig make it?

- And you are her... - Teacher.

- What happened to her? - I can't disclose that.

I can't.

Solveig's parents are dead.

And she has nobody else.

I feel responsible for her. I want to help.

- You are her teacher? - Yes.

Her father died recently.

She took it hard.

Are you saying Solveig tried to commit suicide?

- Yes. - And the marks on her arms?

As her teacher, maybe you can help...

and take care of her when she returns.

- When will that be? - We'll observe her a while.

And she...

She was under water for a long time.

Yes, suicides are contagious.

They uncover a lot of guilt and guilty consciences.

And there's a lot of that out there.

Catholic madness has a system.

They sin, repent, say a few Hail Mary's, and it's fixed.

If it wasn't suicide?

She had marks on her arms.

And who is the murderer?

I don't know.

That Lars guy?

Okay... Lars?

He came after me with an axe the other day.

Did he threaten you with an axe?

No, he...

He ran after me with an axe.

Lars has...

he has a forest close to the school.

No, thanks.

- Maybe he was collecting wood. - So why did he follow me?

Eh?

Well... Maybe he wanted to talk to you.

Once someone gave Lars a cat to keep him company.

But Lars didn't want it.

Because cats eat mice.

That's how Lars is.

Sergeant Quist...

will you at least investigate?

That's my job.

- Are you still here? - Isn't it okay?

She needs peace.

Poor thing...

She didn't even hear how off-key she sang.

Do you remember the church concert in Stavanger?

Everyone was there. The bishop and...

- The bishop? - Hilde was out of tune.

And Roald had worked so hard with the choir.

- Is she still in the choir? - Hilde died long ago.

There have been many deaths on this island.

- What do you mean? - I'm thinking of...

Henriksen... and the two girls, Helga and Gunn.

Hilde had throat cancer: A natural death.

And did Gunn and Helga die a natural death?

And what about Solveig? Will she be next?

Why don't you say something?

- What are you hiding? - Nothing.

You are. I can see you're lying.

How... can you allow a murderer to run free?

Helga was my daughter.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know that.

You must want to find the truth.

- It was God's will. - No.

Halleluja.

Solveig can't talk.

The water...

You put ideas into her head,

dressed her like a whore.

Go home.

To the one who sent you.

Julie...

Who did this?

It wasn't us.

Was it you, Karl?

You little devil.

The devil sent you.

- Wat did you say? - My mum says so.

I'm not good at this.

I don't fit in on this island.

Of course you do, Julie.

I'm a bad teacher. I do more harm than good. I should go.

No, you must not go anywhere. We must stand together now.

I'll help you, Julie.

Don't do something you may regret.

Solveig needs you.

What she needs is for me to stay away from her.

Don't do anything that...

Don't do anything before you talk to me.

I know who you can trust.

Hey, will you promise me that?

It will be all right, Julie.

You'll be this island's best teacher ever.

For just two seconds, Roald...

can you imagine that you could be wrong?

Listen...

I'm the vicar here.

Don't you think I know what you are?

What am I?

You're God's angel, Julie.

It's plain for all to see.

Shut up, you crazy Norwegian.

I want you to be my wife. Do you want to?

Roald?

All right...

Dr Bang has left for the day. Can I help?

Yes, it's about Solveig Henriksen in room 303.

Yes?

What was she wearing on admittance?

I can't disclose that.

Listen, I'm her teacher and...

It's very, very important that I find out about this.

She was wearing a red dress.

We had to cut it off her. It's the worst I've seen.

She'd prettied herself for him.

But...

Dr Bang said she tried to commit suicide.

He would say that.

Hi, this is Roald Hansøy's answering machine...

I'd like to talk to Police Sergeant Quist.

Hello?

No!

- Roald, you must help me. - You disappoint me, Julie.

Look what someone did.

They got into my bathroom and left this...

You said you'd talk to me but you call the police.

My life's in danger. Understand?

- You don't understand. - What are you doing?

- Sit down! - Let go off me.

- What is all this about? - Quiet!

Come.

You must bend!

Keep still!

No! Let go off me!

Hands off!

Don't!

There... It's alright.

Help... Get off me.

The devil must leave you!

- Get off me! - You must learn obedience.

May the Lord strengthen you.

- Have you calmed down? Have you had enough? - Yes...

You didn't give me any choice, Julie.

The Lord rejoices in you.

The Lord rejoices in us.

Solveig?

We're sailing now. Are you coming? Last chance.

I must save Solveig. Will you help me?

Don't you see? I know who it is.

- I suppose he loves you. - What do you mean?

It hurts him to chastise the one he loves.

That's why he does it.

Look here...

Sometimes I don't want to do it.

He ties me up.

He ties me up to the bed because I won't be his wife.

Because I won't accept what's destined.

It hurts him more than it hurts me.

He does it to save me.

Men are redeemed through their faith...

and we through childbirth.

That's our duty.

Julie, you must come to the church this evening.

Then you'll see how Roald really is.

He's filled with love.

Love and power.

The power of God, Julie.

Praise the Lord!

We're here tonight to help...

to help someone who can't help herself.

Halleluja!

The doctors have given up. Medicine no longer works.

We must turn to the scriptures.

We must learn from those who knew black from white.

Not just grey.

Faith, power and will are related.

With faith we get power.

With faith we get strength.

With faith we can do the impossible.

With faith we can drive Satan and his into the fire.

Halleluja.

Do we believe?

Do we have the power?

Do we have the will?

I feel the power in this room. I feel a power in you.

I feel a burning power in me.

A good power. A power to do good.

To do His work, to drive the evil out.

Come, in the name of Jesus.

Shut the door.

The Lord shall cleanse you. I'm only His tool.

No!

- What do you want? - Come.

They've taken your voice.

They won't leave voluntarily, understand? You're dad didn't see that.

It's my heavy duty.

Strength, O Lord!

Leave her!

In Christ's name, leave her!

I order you in the name of Jesus Christ!

Julie...

No!

Julie?

Julie, dearest...

Calm down.

Solveig, move!

You're insane!

Don't you see you're becoming possessed?

In the name of the Lord!

In the name of Jesus Christ.

Solveig, no!

He's insane!

She's possessed.

Julie!

Solveig, give me the spade.

Julie!

Julie?

Lars, we must get a boat. A boat. Do you understand?

Solveig!

Run!

Get in!

- There they are! - Hurry, Lars!

And now what, eh?

What? Eh?

- Help! - Lars!

But I love you!

This will hurt. It will hurt!

But through pain and dread you'll get closer to God.

Were you also sent to tempt me?

You'll never understand, will you?

The fire of Satan!

Is she still in a coma?

She was under water for a long time.

And the baby?

A boy.

Is she going back to Denmark?

We'll keep her here.

Oh noooo!